THE GARDEN
OF
GESTHEMANE
every time you choose guilt
which is the mother of fear
every time you doubt love
every moment you think you
see that which does not
appear as the beauty of our
shared heart…
you go to the garden…
yes, the one I experienced
when I had my “father’s”
presence leave me
if only for a moment
oh, I perceived he left me
yet, he was allowing me
to experience my choice
to show the truth of my self
to my self…
yes, I chose the crucifixion
I blessed the hearts of me
that put the nails into my hands
and feet
for I had called them to myself
so that I could demonstrate
to myself
the truth of me…
eternal, not of this world
so, my holy child
keep your thoughts in heaven
for you see, because I planted
the first crystal seed into the
grid of earth,
the “way”
is already made…
with love
jesus
with the deepest gratitude
i can feel
i open my heart to you
and join you
in the sacred purpose
you seeded in your
passion to revel the truth
of who we are.
gladly i surrender
to whatever i am called
to represent
and joyfully swim
in heaven's seamless
loving sea of synchronicity
michael
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